Chapter 1653: Chapter 1652 Harvest, the Second Seed of Destiny!

The man's eyes were filled with hatred when he said this.

This is understandable. Anyone imprisoned in a dark and gloomy cell, with their hands and feet cut off, would feel like they were living a life worse than death every day, and would accumulate endless hatred in their heart.

It is estimated that in the past, the man's biggest thought was to one day break out of his prison and kill his enemy.